By Half by Bill Hicks Lyrics
I am an old brick mason and I've traveled in my time--
I've rambled north, I've rambled south, and up and down the line;
I've wandered east and wandered west, I've been most everywhere
I've seen some things would make you weep, and some would make you stare
And some would make you stare
In Baton Rouge a lady lived, as best I can recall
It was so very long ago it could have been St. Paul
At any rate she kissed me with a rare and magic glance
And I commenced to court and spark as if I had a chance
As if I had a chance
Her ankle it was curved just so, I never glanced her knee
My heart began to patter should her dappled mare I see
And passing I would leave a note, tucked neatly in her tack
And hope I would that she would read, much more to send one back
Much more to send one back
And this she did! I'll ne'er forget, that lovely spring-time morn
When rising with the early bells I found a scented form
All pink and blue and violets, the message a cool draught--
"My love," she said, "my love for you it grows and grows by half
"Each day it grows by half."
From thince the time flew quickly, and the bricks rose from the floor
I would stand upon my scaffold, watch my love pass thru the door
Our notes would fly, like Luna moths, around the growing flame
In every one she'd add a half, and I would do the same
And I would do the same
The summer passed to autumn, and the hotel it was done
Where once there had been half the bricks there now was not a one
And where her arrow once was seated well and to the mark
I'd seen it fly until it came to rest inside my heart
To rest inside my heart
But then she told me sadly, that it was ne'er to be--
She had learned in mathematics that tis falseness that we see--
For when an arrow's started it must go by half, not all
And from that it follows clearly that it cannot start at all
Oh, it cannot start at all
Each building that I've started has been finished in the end
Each brick I've laid has kept its place spite of the stoutest wind
I've heard the lady's married to some attorney from Dubuque
With several lively children and a terrier named "Duke."
A terrier named "Duke."
But I--I've long departed, tho I'm not sure if I've went
The road is long and winding, but the journey isn't spent
I've never loved another like the girl who kept my heart
And I've cursed the mathematics, that tore us all apart
It tore us all apart
I am an old brick mason now, I've traveled in my time--
I've rambled north, I've rambled south, and up and down the line;
I've wandered east and wandered west, I've been most everywhere
I've seen some things would make you laugh, and some would make you care
And some would make you care
I've rambled north, I've rambled south, and up and down the line;
I've wandered east and wandered west, I've been most everywhere
I've seen some things would make you weep, and some would make you stare
And some would make you stare
In Baton Rouge a lady lived, as best I can recall
It was so very long ago it could have been St. Paul
At any rate she kissed me with a rare and magic glance
And I commenced to court and spark as if I had a chance
As if I had a chance
Her ankle it was curved just so, I never glanced her knee
My heart began to patter should her dappled mare I see
And passing I would leave a note, tucked neatly in her tack
And hope I would that she would read, much more to send one back
Much more to send one back
And this she did! I'll ne'er forget, that lovely spring-time morn
When rising with the early bells I found a scented form
All pink and blue and violets, the message a cool draught--
"My love," she said, "my love for you it grows and grows by half
"Each day it grows by half."
From thince the time flew quickly, and the bricks rose from the floor
I would stand upon my scaffold, watch my love pass thru the door
Our notes would fly, like Luna moths, around the growing flame
In every one she'd add a half, and I would do the same
And I would do the same
The summer passed to autumn, and the hotel it was done
Where once there had been half the bricks there now was not a one
And where her arrow once was seated well and to the mark
I'd seen it fly until it came to rest inside my heart
To rest inside my heart
But then she told me sadly, that it was ne'er to be--
She had learned in mathematics that tis falseness that we see--
For when an arrow's started it must go by half, not all
And from that it follows clearly that it cannot start at all
Oh, it cannot start at all
Each building that I've started has been finished in the end
Each brick I've laid has kept its place spite of the stoutest wind
I've heard the lady's married to some attorney from Dubuque
With several lively children and a terrier named "Duke."
A terrier named "Duke."
But I--I've long departed, tho I'm not sure if I've went
The road is long and winding, but the journey isn't spent
I've never loved another like the girl who kept my heart
And I've cursed the mathematics, that tore us all apart
It tore us all apart
I am an old brick mason now, I've traveled in my time--
I've rambled north, I've rambled south, and up and down the line;
I've wandered east and wandered west, I've been most everywhere
I've seen some things would make you laugh, and some would make you care
And some would make you care